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Advertise the product you make,
never give, but always take. Kill and lie for security. On supermarket shelves death to see. Instinct of survival Advertise the product you make, never give and always take, clingfilmed flesh and genocide, contented life, while millions die. Instinct of survival The multinational corporation takes its profits from the Starving Nations. Indigenous people become their slaves from their births into their graves. The multinational corporation takes its profits from the starving nations. Another product for you to buy, you'll keep paying, until you die. |
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There's nothing left to gain
You have just been led The kill, after death, the kill The shit you were promised Means nothing now you're dead The kill, after death, the kill |
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In your mind
Nothing but fear You can't face life Or believe death's near A vision of life On television screens An existance created From empty dreams Hide behind T.V. Hide behind life You should be living But you only survive Life holds nothing But pain and death Don't look for love There is none left |
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Surrounding spectacle
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They not only pollute the air
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Taking beauty from Rabbits eyes.
Real beauty is denied. Sacrificed Spiky hair makes Rabbits cry. One day soon, you will fucking die ! |
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Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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There is a fascist inside of you,
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Paid to obey
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You suffer
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Never hope nor choice
Emotionless and cold This is life? Illusions shattered An existence of lies A constant struggle Freedom denied At their feet Submission No sanctuary in death Drugged up, fucked up Is that all you're worth |
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Trapped
Inside your head Insular, living dead Existing for a purpose you'll never find Inducements, distortions contorting your mind External sources maintain control Programmed existance, fulfill your role You've got a brain, shake off the reigns Smash the shackles, break the chains |
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Systematic rape of nature
Profit precedes need Maintaining economic stature Steal the fruit yet leave no seed And of future generations? What of their inheritance A world of contamination Poisoned by our ignorance Oblivious to reality Conscience spurned Beyond the point of no return |
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Nothing I can say
That hasn't already been said Generic words and thoughts Similarly expressed This primitive stance Feelings of angst Matters relating To circumstance "Unfounded reactions Just part of the faction" Conform? I wouldn't give you the satisfaction |
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Climb the ladder, your securety
Upward social mobility Consume the lies "it's what you need" Vicious circle of mindless greed Where is the success gained from? What of the lives you've shat upon? Caught in the web you'll play the game An artificial life but who's to blame |
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Becoming wary of your lies
Your disguise the truth belies Only fooling yourself Pretend to bite the hand that feeds But you won't discard your security The transparency of your fantasy |
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Permissive slaves
To their methods of greed From our needs The leeches feed When will you see? We'll never be free While we sanction This plutocracy |
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Same pre-determinated
Pattern, game, rules Uniformity Conformity How long can you hide the truth Now you've settled down Reflected on your past The pose, the look, the stance All part of the act |
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Cleansing impurity
Siezure of insecurity Divine death Individuality disabled Blinded by fables Divine death Easy prey You will pay Mourn life's loss Rotting on that cross Divine death C.S. |
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Hiding behind symbols
Self delusion Plenty of questions (And no solutions) Visions of change A mere illusion Futile dreams Of revolution Flows of rhetoric Won't influence the change Their will is subdued Their minds enslaved |
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Bitching
Back Biting Senseless Infighting "United we stand Divided we fall" The common enemy that overshadows us all |
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A superiority complex
Pious, holy to the hilt Outward displays of cleanliness Masking their inner feelings of hate and guilt Your morality is hypocrasy Obsessive self esteem Enforcing your ideals Your puritanical dream Gather your flock Gullable fools Dictate restrictions |
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Blissfully ignorant
Content and unaware Not your problem Why should you care? Not normal An easy target for release Infected from birth This sickening disease You sanctimonious slime Understanding discarded The truth is clear It's you that's retarded |
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Stark, bleak, wasted
Devastated When? All life Totally annihilated Die! Does it have to be this way Is this the price we're gonna pay? |
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The ascension of human intelligence
To atomic genocide Homo Sapiens = the disease the cause the pollution Erase the aeons of evolutions Pushed too far, just a matter of time Seemingly nothing to halt the tide... ...Except the end - accept the end? |
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(Embury, Greenway)
Rant long and loud Repeat 'til you're blue in the face Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing streak? Their silence is deafening From the havens of thieves and kings Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time Their silence is deafening From the retreats of tamed apologists Their disdain is crippling For those whose crises they have fixed I am your "untermensch" - a trace of filth to be scraped off A trace of filth to be scraped off Yet when it's you who's in their debt The strong-arm brings you to your knees So much for "progressive authority" A trace of filth to be scraped off Power for the powerless - well, where? Screaming at the wall to make more sense... ...I melt back into indifference The silence is deafening The silence is deafening The silence is deafening |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Embury, Greenway]
Waster and takers, leprous delinquents All for not reaching your lofty standards A tedious high view for all occasions Right you are! Moral fiber spews from ever crevice Chattering class convert cleanses the masses Conscience is clean while the (great) unwashed stay dirty Right you are! Go cut out your treacherous tongue! |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Embury, Greenway]
...And so it comes to pass With a shrug of the shoulders A washing of the hands It was war through lies on demand Work to live to fund their egos With bombs and shaky claims Make the cowboy killer's day Take one life and your's will cease He'll take thousands (in the) name of "peace" Selective memory and distorted words The methods of the untouchable Struts away and dusts off his gun To cast more net on his "axis of evil" Make the cowboy killer's cay Prays on all your lethargy Knows you'll turn the other cheek |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
Excuses, excuses Fabrications, smokescreens Manacles - no recourse Fabrications, smokescreens Lower than the lowest Lower than the lowest Lower than the lowest Maybe, just maybe, this New World Order Is no concept for "freaks" Straight, true, and divine Straight, true, and divine Straight, true, and divine Maybe, just maybe, plans to rein us in Have broken to the surface Full fronal assault on your choice (Your) choice to spurn the flag Waves retribution awating those who dissent Patriot - yes, it's an act Fabrications, smokescreens Speak when spoken to Speak when spoken to Speak when spoken to Maybe, just maybe, you're an obstruction Blocking their assets |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris/Greenway]
A farce - so sincere A farce - so austere A farce - hartfelt pleas A farce - shock and awe to force a retreat Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims Count many thousands more on the way to obedience Duty - to uphold Duty - to make bold Duty - purity so skewed Duty - break out the arms, don't spare the rod. Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims Waves and flashes smiles, with the gall of an unmarked man Instruments of persuasion Instruments of persuasion Instruments of persuasion Rallying calls to the wilfully blinkered Hands on the heart and heads in the sand Instruments of persuasion Instruments of persuasion Stand shoulder-to-shoulder and win the bonanza. A sweetener from death to get back in the good books Instruments of persuasion Instruments of persuasion |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris, Embury / Greenway]
Red's the given color if you resist the will to hate You're a bit part Outliving your worth Where do you stand in the Aryan pecking order? We are "faggots", "Jews" and traitors Because we resist the will to hate. Here's supremacy: To rise above paranoia Is is others who're diseased for dismissing your flawed criteria? You've been sold short to a scam Survival of the fittest? How you seem expendable, vulnerable - a runt Better keep your mouth shut Should they find the quirks in your pureblood You've been sold short to a scam You can pin all slurs to me But I'll choose humanity You're a bit part Outliving your worth Where do you stand in your preciou pecking order? You've been sold short to a scam |
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[Embury / Greenway]
When I look out of my window The feelgood factor doesn't feel so great and good Minors feed the majors All hail the grey dawn Where hopes dissolve in rainstorms When I stare into the TV There's wealth and health and optimism These grinning clones are way off All hail the grey dawn Where there is no "ideal home" Your're either a have-it-all or a have not And when you have it all there's a license To spin the line: "All this could be yours" All hail the grey dawn Because clean lines won't enhance your life When toxic clouds pervade your nine-to-five And leave you twisted, stunted, stumbling All hail the grey dawn For polluted minds contentment only reigns in paradise Yet sombre TV faces tell the plight As deprivation's straddled by designer might All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail It's not who your are - it's what you should have To elevate your reason for being Scrabble around in the bare earth And climb back on the wheel of drudgery All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail |
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[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
In the end it comes down to this: Want, want, want for a blanket of material bliss Can you live it? Does it gleam? Feel it rid the heart of ideals This is a vegetative state It's a vegetative state A vegetative state What you gather - is that all you're worth? Playing catch-up with opulence Want. Want. Want A get-out clause Away from the dregs Leave the dogs to borrow, steal, and beg This is a vegetative state It's a vegetative state A vegetative state I'd like to know who they're fucking kidding When they call this a classless society? I'd like to know why the wight of the law is brought down When desperation knocks you off course? Not in the vegetative state I'd like to know how the high-rolling movers Manoevure around rules? I'd like to know why "opportunity for all" Remains a worthless slew of words This si a vegetative state I'd like to know Uncivilised - that's me A mongrel too A bottom-feeder who sees right through This is a vegetative state It's a vegetative state A vegetative state |
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[Embury / Greenway]
Nothing comes to nothing When there's nothing there to give The powers want to strip you clean A charge for every breath A price on skin that we walk in They call this civil liberty So-called champions for the poor Tax us against the wall Find it now or forefeit The cance to "be" in peace A price on skin that we walk in A price on skin that we walk in Grab thin air in one hand A pound of fesh from the other Crushing burden on the shoulders An end to poverty? Only if you pay up first Meet the fee and keep your soul |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
God can take his eyes off me Love is there - it's mine and mine alone This soul is strong Our bodies our own To use, explore with no roots in those laws Don't class me as a wayward waste Open your eyes and shake your bondage chains. Decreed chastity has no basis Geared to curtail our loving instincts Family fucking values - I've heard it all before Passionless fucking robots - it's how we will function So pledge yourself to you (not forced) Pledge yourself to you No urge to procreate - no crime to stimulate To stem the flow of love - a weary, bygone age So pledge yourself to you (not forced) Pledge yourself to you Family fucking values I've heard it all before Passionless fucking robots It's how we will function |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
What do I have to do for once to make the mark? What do I have to say to register a point? Overtaken - all desire and no connections. I recall these friends in tune Never would they stoop so low And turn on those who built them up Where I'm advised to move It sickens me to think When do I reach the place where I will fall from grace? Conscientious - to the point where I self-implode I recall these friends in tune Never would they stoop so low And turn on those who built them up Protective - only when I just might get what's due Steal the march on a friend whose work you'd prostitute How quickly you discard those around when usefulness is gone Beating sense into you sadly sits well However, blows are dull on an empty shell Prostituted Prostituted Prostituted Prostituted |
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[Embury/Greenway]
Odds are stacked with hooks to catch The creeping doubt that strains the cracks Morale - sheared - morale Drained - morale Morale The passage of the scapegoat In acceptance An endgame from a platform A mortal wounding Morale |
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[Embury, Mitch Harris, Russ Russell]
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(Embury, Greenway)
Rant long and loud Repeat 'til you're blue in the face Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing streak? Their silence is deafening From the havens of thieves and kings Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time Their silence is deafening From the retreats of tamed apologists Their disdain is crippling For those whose crises they have fixed I am your "untermensch" - a trace of filth to be scraped off A trace of filth to be scraped off Yet when it's you who's in their debt The strong-arm brings you to your knees So much for "progressive authority" A trace of filth to be scraped off Power for the powerless - well, where? Screaming at the wall to make more sense... ...I melt back into indifference The silence is deafening The silence is deafening The silence is deafening |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Witness torment in its purest form Impossible definition of infinite pain Look into my eyes What do you think you see? What you see is not me But a dormant stage of what I'm expected to be Realities lifeline cuts through me Forever destined to a life of misery Realities lifeline cuts through me It manifests my vision conquest Mourn not the dead The living suffer Enter me Witness torment |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Your self-determined place of value Think before you act! Can you justifiably criticise A situations development Sometimes there's only a single path Which we have to walk You realise before you even speak That we're standing in a one-way street Why should we retreat? - To satisfy your gain? Think hard - tell me What's your actual thoughts? Could you even give your brain the time of day? I'm not defending things I've said or done But let he without sin Cast the first begrudging stone I the truth be known your desire to judge unchallenged and revel in the according attention |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Malformed spirit An infestation Suppressing ways of communication Depression lingers Then the journey At wits end in a socialised hell Confusion in recognition Pessimistic thoughts invade Shared amounts to achieve a goal Roles reversed could summon change (verse * 2) Expectations are enquired Exceptions should be required |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Previous times you stuck by me Relations fine undeniably Mutual trust and honesty The essential recipe There's two sides to a coin Opinions numbered many Yet resolve came with ease Compromised and regret - free The change of expression A unit of friends and the chance to be free Your thoughts on these cast a jealous light A consensus of hate to accompany A vindictive acid taste Flows from your chalice Valued friendships tainted Martyr of malice Then the final straw Violent intimidation Your self acclaimed pacification Brushed aside for self-gratification Blatant ignorance - martyr of malice |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Looking from outside inwards A view to dumbfound the most outspoken minds Silent screams from an unfit Earth Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide Disasters man made and natural Gradually pushing to absolute imbalance On the scales of survival Soon to tip in favour if extinction An unrelenting dioxin cloud Propelled to dispel our oxygen Slowly seizing up our lungs And choking the ground we depend upon Silent screams from an unfit Earth Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide Transforming aquatic inhabitance Overcome by cocktails of sludge and chemicals Interfering with life on which so many rely Then dumping our shit to economise Wanton destruction Environment in regression All reverse into decline Kiss this unfit goodbye Silent screams from an unfit Earth A future of provocation with nowhere to go |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Talk of unity - a far cry from the slander and rivalry Why should we encourage what is in fact a circle of hypocrisy Impulsive jealousy Where's the so-called harmony? Internally untrusting Externally inspiring Assume your place above the rest The wisest of the less The knowledge you'll never possess Compensated for with single-mindedness Bored with life you turn to text Battleground for pettiness Pick at flies to justify Temper's raised - You wonder why? Why? Supposedly Accessible Come support our scene Just another target Harassed to the extreme |
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Forced exposure to create what's expected (To face) neglection is the price no-one wants to pay Line in line, stereotypes perpetrated Similarity of negativity The chains that bind us grow stronger Break away from the pack of mindless dogs Taste the scent, realise ambition Life - a stagnant lair in which to lie Taste the scent, realise ambition [The chains that bind us grow stronger] A label to some, habits preset Faction alienation, bias hold the key |
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You come to us and criticise
Without prior inspection Judge us as a waste of time An incorrect perception Just a noise - your shallow view An opinion I find misconstrued There's probably more thought in what we do Than a large part of what appeals to you Why should we? - Why the need to justify? Only in others' presence are you motivated to jeer and jibe Everybody has the right to opinionise But to us your pettiness is used to occupy your tiny minds Extremity retained- never fall into your line |
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Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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Search for purity
Leads to insecurity Individuality An incapability Trapped within outside theories Ideals adopted, Agreeable on basis Yet to question Aspects a cardinal sin Should self expression Mean social loss of face Labelled unaware Because you beg to differ Hiding behind A shroud of belief Staunchly involved, Highly confused Confidence in your firmly Lodged thoughts Yet take a back seat While others speak for you Should every single Thinking moment Be saturated With political stance Striving for perfection Fear of group rejection Better to be at mental ease Than harbouring Thoughts not mutually agreed The spoken mind And reasons why Dictation by others Be denied without fail |
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Tell me, assure me, I really can't believe your dishonesty.
Dissention, seeking attention, yet segregation from the ones' that really cared. Tell me, assure me, I really can't believe your dishonesty. Cash styled deadhead, no conscience or opinions. Material gain bar happiness means shit. It means shit. Mass appeal madness eats your brain. False influence like a leach. Sucking dry your veins. Public eyes see fit your second face. Freakshow - fooling those who imitate. Clever marketing to dominate. Screwing those who gave you your big break. And when the bubble bursts, exposing your selfish crap. You'll cry for sympathy, we'll just sit back and laugh. |
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Brought forth into an acceptance.
Expected mass production. All cloned to obey without fail. To question means breaking the mold. To turn your back, that courage you lack... Or live in pretense. In youth, confused. Prime for manipulation. An open sore cursed with their social infections. "Absorb to be seen as a failure" "Not fit to breath the air we take in" Pride Assassin. True feelings call for deviation. But could you face mass condemnation. Pride Assassin. Backed into a corner. Why should you adhere to their illusions? And their orders? Willing to dictate yet for themselves exemption. Evaluate your brain, form your own opinions. To be an individual - compassionate and free. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
A chronic complaint of dimness.
Prevails your profound ideology. A romantic vision of a master race. Attained through coercive forms of authority. Your observance is negligence. If you see the threat from difficult cultures. We're all in this sinking ship. Each of us together. Where does the whiteman stand? Where does the blackman stand? Where do we all fucking stand/ Knee deep in the shit! Lock into yourself and you'll find the real oppressor. To a life of unchallenged hate. It's yourself who's the "nigger" |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
A cortex-thin line over calm
One temptation, infinite penetration |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
At time of birth,
Minds free from suspicion, Senses raped, Induced with superstition. A pre-set mode To befit description, Language, colour, Race definition! Inner strength must detect The love we each possess before we may reach, Appreciating it in anyone else. External distinctions Used as scapegoats to problems, Channelling our aggression In the wrong direction. Break down the barriers That enforce superstition Learn to trust, Overcome suspicion. Acceptance, the weapon, Active against our freedom, Our love and compassion Held at treason. Rise above induced superstition. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
An integral sense
Comes with belonging to a scene Supposedly absent of barriers (When sexism is only one of many) Earnest words Calling for unity of the sexes When she's still the chick, or stupid bitch (Ridiculed for showing an interest). Hidden indifference Strikes an emotion reaction When you see an animal being abused. Yet un-noticed when a woman Is abused in the same way. The links in oppression Stem from the same degradation But to one our eyes remain closed. Actively abusing the rights of one Whilst fighting for those of another. The 'scene' may hold a different name, But the roleplays just the same. Egual rights are fine, As long as she's in her place. Outrightly denouncing fascism Whilst oblivious to it taking place, Is condemnation of standarts, All an act to save face. Unity a stark ambition When out abuse surpasses recognition |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Your aspirations, unable to stretch,
Beyond the barriers of what's expected, As the free thought you were born with Becomes externally polluted. Lose sight of your ideals In their brainwashing institutions, Predetermine your values To befit your substandard existence... Discouraging creativity, To aim for empty ambitions. Living up to others expectations. Takes hold of your assiduity. Mentally murdered! Always up to the mark, Set the wheels in motion, A fake sense of security From your invariable position. Sinking in the crowd, A face minus expression. A mouth that echoes words, Recycled from tradition. Your only contentness Is in living a lie. Mentally murdered! Do you possess the strength To re-create your own life? |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Before my eyes I see a wall,
12, 000 miles high, And the same amount wide. Within that wall are faces Of people To whom I once could relate. Now communicating seems hard, When there's an ego barrier to break through. Opinions of self opinion Cloud a new horizon, The vision a mere illusion. Biased in conclusion, Trapped in seclusion, To the outside - exclusion. When an attitude is so biased, What can you expect to change? Banging your head, But the wall's not moving, It's enclosing. Burning so much energy Enthusiasm burning Is change the 'real' obsession? Or with a sense of pretention, Do you merely stive for cedible attention? |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
What are your motives,
For your abuse, What can they be? Accused of things I've never done, This seems strange. Your motivation, for my humiliation. I'm pressurised, So many times By your presence, Your very existance Has become My obsession. My infatuation with you damnation. I experience Dangerous thoughts, That are all too real, How can one man Inflict in me So much hate. My obsession with your destruction |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
So we're still in our teething stages
As far as politics are concerned That's fine coming from someone To whom sensationalism be there only wisdom in words. A self-proclaimed spokesman On something to which prior knowledge excedes, Championing no more censorship, Then ridiculing our beliefs. To appeal to your better nature, Are we to keep our mouths shut? Easy to discard Constructive power At your disposal When ego's and sales Outbalance opinions On the scales. Using bands As pawns in your hands Building up, Knocking down, Sensationalize To suit cheap public demand. Merging with the gutter press, You claim to detest. It's opened it's lid, For you to crawl in and infest |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Multinational corporations
Genocide of the starving nation |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Drawing attention to yourself
at anothers expense. Your puritan stance carries a certain pretence. When an ego is at stake, there's always a point to make. Bigotted and self opinionated there is no give and take. Obsessed with changing the world, not in changing yourself! |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Adapting to different surroundings,
changing your views day by day, too critical of others when you too are at fault. Several sets of opinions like colours to camouflage yourself. Like a fox sly in your manuuvres, too soon you'll get caught unawares. Sometimes I feel pity, sometimes I feel hatred... Sometimes you're my friend, sometimes you're my enemy. I'll never give you the satisfaction of knowing how I feel. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
So much bitterness
in this so-called scene. Self righteous ' leaders ª with their own little dream. Walls of confinement don't stray too far. Evicted for maturing whilst they stagnate. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Is anger always a positive reaction ?
Is understanding often subdued by emotion ? |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
On the path to individual freedom,
I'm met with countless obstructions. An external vacuum distorts my observance, sucking me to the rat race. A weakness makes me gullible. Constantly lured to their traps, dismanting my motivation, taking my destination to another step back |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Divorced humanity
Science strays Walk the path of servitude Grown unknown malignant code Misconceived the passion whole Misconceived the passion whole Born against the innocent Amongst us issues preset Determined goals which are set Love: a crime of severance [Chorus] Are we free to feel!? Do we hurt to heal!? Whose life to steal!? Whose pain is real!? Breed to breathe! [/Chorus] Awareness fails the public eye Primate morals sell the lie 2.2 - symbolic bait A process - bound genetic fate [Chorus] The selfish feed - breed to breathe! |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Sympathise - simplify - magnify - to divide.
Isolate - zero in - intensify - to divide. All intensive purposes. All intensive purposes. Pacify - dominate - fabricate - co-exist. Animate - motivate - instigate - to divide. All intensive purposes. All intensive purposes. A functional virus - sent in asylum. Sever relationships - independently. Isolate the problem - with persuasion. Another setback - to live a life condemned. Eyes upon one and we are bombarded. Perseverance - or persevere awayance. (life) the veil of secrecy - set the example. Declare significance - a voice that disagrees |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
All this pain is a hate disease,
intravened into my heart. Bittersweet emotional fall choking dry the lifeline strong? A time stretched farce. Who do we fool? Salacious thoughts pulling at strings. Intake decay, the vision burns. Intake decay, stranger now. Feed on the lie that kept it strong. Do we confess? Admit our worth. I drown myself in my fears insecure, How can I trust passing time reassure? There's no more me. I drown myself in my fears insecure, How can I trust passing time reassure? Reclusive me, instigate, fence off blows. Forced to admit - Realise how it goes. There's no more me |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Sucked up eyesore
bleeding you dry. Dragged down deep, gut fuck breakdown. Bled dry. Take you and use you, lose you I forget you. Side on swallow, licked but I can't taste; spat out still whole, it's nothing but waste. Bled dry. Take you and use you, lose you I forget you. Sweat, shake, die, now I want it all. Pore deep blowout burst bite haul. Take you and use you, lose you I forget you |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Pushed aside the feelings
jeopardising all. Caught the chain reaction, rolling with the fall. Forget the friendship, the points made loud and clear. Where was the kinship for which we endear? Soulless execution - mixing guilt with blame, breaking point in contact - No more vain demands. Time will come. Pleasing all to punish, stepping up the race, pulling all resources, pushing up the stakes. Time will come. Growing from the sadness, living day by day, learning from the madness, paying all the way. Time will come |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
Showering with your respect
Luring all with trinkets Benefits are in effect Take time to reflect on all true commitments Now the big-noise reject Communication breakdown You shrug off the resolve Riddled with the cancer How does your life revolve ? Loser of integrity Antibody gives new release Relieves the pain of being sincere Important to maintain the ties Mentor in the public's eye Scandal could expose the lie A shadow of your former self reaping the rewards no scam too outrageous when there's more to be fought for Poisonous snake with a persuasive gaze Predatory guru with promises of gain His antibody is a painless extraction of all the principles he once stood fast On |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops, Akin ti fiction, More than to a world of fact. (Chorus:) My own worst enemy. My own worst enemy. Lifes foul treachery. My own worst enemy. Dams of emotions build A dull and trubid screen, Clouding veils of black In jungles of hopes opressed. (Chorus) So many times, For no reason. So many promised punches, For what reason? Ceaseless decay, Parallel obscene and flagrant. Ceaseless decay, Restrained my mind coils. So many times, For no reason. So many promised punches, For what reason? Ceaseless decay, Parallel obscene and flagrant. Ceaseless decay, Restrained my mind coils. Played out, wide off the mark, Mania develops, Akin to fiction, More than to a world of fact. My own worst enemy. My own worst enemy. Life foul treachery |
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